Turn, my beloved, and be like a gazelle or a young stag upon the mountains of Bether.

~Song 2:17 NKJV

Our Beloved is a Mountain Dancer, and we, His Bride, are His partners.

When we first come to Christ, He asks if we are willing to “come away” to the mountain retreat that is accessible only through prayer. We climb Mount Bether, traversing its steep embankment, trusting Beloved to guide us to the next handhold and foothold on the cliff face.

Then, as we reach the summit, Beloved encourages us to talk to Him. Our Bridegroom wants to hear our voice. He meets every need, never being embarrassed by the secrets we share—those soul injuries no one knows about. He dances upon Bether, which means “division,” chasing away every shadowy thought by the light of His Word.

Beloved dances upon Bether Mountain as a young stag, youthful and strong. He sees how close we will draw to Him, and He is there as we approach. Our Bridegroom invites us into His embrace, loving us until our soul is healthy. Beloved delights in bringing us healing from the traumas of life.

Our Mountain Dancer stotts upon Bether Mountain also as the gazelle, leaping high in a display of power and joy. He protects His Bride, and He wants everyone to know we are His. Divisiveness does not own us. If the enemy comes close, he will get a mouth full of hooves.

This scene repeats in our bridal relationship with Beloved wooing us to come away. He takes us to the mountains, but not always to the same location. All the places are in the Lebanon Mountain range, which represents the place of prayer.

Sometimes, He takes us to Bether. At other times, it may be Mount Gilead to receive much-needed physical healing. Often, it is Mount Amana—the amen agreement being worked deep within our spirit. It could be Mount Senir, where He teaches us spiritual warfare, while at the same time wooing us to visit the secret garden of Mount Hermon, where we come into unity with our Bridegroom.

All these locations represent our holiness walk, and this spiritual cleansing makes us progressively more like our Groom. Our eyes become like doves’ eyes—a reflection of God’s Spirit within us. Not once is He judgmental. He knows which location will make us whole, and He rejoices that we are willing to go with Him.

Make haste, my beloved, and be like a gazelle or a young stag on the mountains of spices.

~Song 8:14 NKJV

The most intimate location is the enclosed garden—representative of the Holy of Holies or the Bridal Chamber. Here spices flow, flowers bloom, an artesian well bubbles as a fountain watering the garden, and Spring comes to our hearts–a welcoming renewal, remaking us into the most beautiful Bride imaginable.

Eventually, our eyes of love overcome our Bridegroom. He says to us, “Turn your eyes away from me, for they have overcome me (Song 6:5a NKJV). But He longs to see our eyes gazing in adoration and longing for our next mountain visitation. He hopes we will be ready for the enclosed garden–His favorite place and ours.

We are the ones requesting the mountain visitation, and we are the ones asking Him if we can go from thence to the valleys to evangelize souls. Our feet are adorned with sparkly shoes and fit for the journey.

By the end of the vignette, we long for bridal visitations, and our hesitancy to come away has been erased. Rather than our Bridegroom taking us to Bether Mountain, where He chases the shadowy lies from our spirit by the light of His Word, He usually takes us to “the mountains of spices” to commune with Him, Spirit to spirit.

We have progressed from Mount Bether to the secret garden of Mount Hermon. We have come from brokenness to wholeness. The love of our Bridegroom has made a difference. But not once did we make it on our own. We have danced with the Bridegroom, where His love alone has brought peace to our longing souls. Our Beloved is Lord of the Dance, and King of the mountain range.

Enter in, Bride of Christ, for wherever your Bridegroom takes you, you will find His kiss of divine peace. Step into Beloved’s arms and dance, for your Mountain Dancer awaits.

Are you ready to dance with the Mountain Dancer?

My Beloved Bridegroom, Jesus Christ, I accept Your invitation to traverse the Lebanon Mountain Range—Prayer Mountain. Wherever You take me in the Spirit as we explore its locations, I know You have a purpose for my being there. Wrap me in Your arms of peace and dance with me. Cleanse me, making me more like You. I love You, and I yield my spirit fully to You. Amen.

Genre: Non-fiction

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